PROLOGUE
Once upon a time i went to a luxury hotel in New York City with my two bestfriends, Clare and Zayn. We spent our weekend to stayed there for three days. We needed relaxation, serenity, and comfortable things.
Why didn't we spend it to go to Miami or Las Vegas?
Yeah because we were too rich to go there. Miami was so boring. There were only beach, palm trees, and hotness, also topless guys.
Las vegas? Ugh, i almost bought every branded things there.
"So this is our last day to stay here, what are we gonna do?" I asked.
"How about hmm.. Spa?" Clare said.
"Are you kidding me? I'm a muscular man who never ever gonna get a spa, okay?" Zayn protested. Clare and i chuckled. Is it wrong if muscular men getting a spa? Ha.
"Ah come on, Zayn! Let's feel the sensation of spa! I bet you're gonna love it."
"No i won't!"
"Oh, alright. We're not even bestfriends anymore." I threatened.
"Fuck this. Okay okay whatever." Zayn finally surrendered.
"Nice!" I said. Then we decided to go to the spa.
When we walked into the spa room, suddenly i felt like something came out from my nose,
holy fuck i couldn't see anything,
i lost my balance and.........
"EMMA WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Clare and Zayn brought me into the nearest hospital.
2 hours later
"Uh i'm so sorry, your bestfriend still couldn't get up."
"What do you mean, doctor?"
"She's getting coma." The doctor said.
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Fanfiction"So this is our last day to stay here, what are we gonna do?" I asked. "How about hmm.. Spa?" Clare said. "Are you kidding me? I'm a muscular man who never ever gonna get a spa, okay?" Zayn protested. Clare and i chuckled. Is it wrong if muscular...
